Chapter 1546 Is Difficult to Copy!

"You mean you got the invitation earlier than me?" August asked very unhappily.

"That's natural. After all, I'm well-informed." France nodded with a smile, not caring about August's anger at all.

"This president of the Kitchen Federation really doesn't take me, August, seriously." August gritted his teeth.

After hearing what Franci said, Auguste instantly became dissatisfied with Zhou Shijie, thinking that he didn't respect him enough. After all, although Franci was a food critic, he was not as professional in cooking as he, a chef who had passed MOF.

Logically speaking, August should be at the top in terms of rank and reputation.

But France shook his head and said, "No, no, no, I think you wrongly blamed President Zhou."

"I got the invitation in person, and it was later than you, a food critic, got it. This is not an illusion." August was short and chubby, looking angry now, obviously very unhappy.

"My friend, you should look over there." Francie raised her hand and motioned August to look to the other side of the tea room.

As mentioned before, August arrived not too early, and there were still many people in the tearoom, including many foreigners with blond hair and blue eyes.

Of course, there were many faces of Chinese and other races, but August saw Francie as soon as he entered the door and came over to say hello.

Because of this, August didn't pay attention to the other people in the tea room, and now Francie asked August to look at the other people.

This glance shocked August, who was well-informed, because he knew too many people.

Even if we don’t know each other, we have basically met him once or several times, but what is August’s identity?

He was the winner of France's highest handicraft award, and the award was even presented by the then French President.

Therefore, Auguste's status is naturally very high in the culinary world, and according to the theorem that the master knows his friend, he knows many of them, so it is conceivable that the people in the tea room also obviously know each other. They are all master chefs or pastry masters.

There are even a few dignitaries, such as his friend Francie in front of him.

Yes, Francie is not only a food critic but also a dignitary sent to India by the United States.

"Why is this guy here?" Suddenly August's eyes narrowed,

He muttered something quietly.

"Your old rival, Mr. Sa**, who was once the youngest recipient of the highest honor for Dutch chefs in the history of the Netherlands, SVH, and is now the founder of Sprakeloos restaurant in the Netherlands, is here too." Francie said with a smile.

"Hey, I guess you don't need to cherish his honor. After all, you are my friend, right?" August said dissatisfied.

"Yes, yes, look at the people over there." Francie raised his hand, and then motioned August to look elsewhere.

"Oh? Manfred is here too?" August recognized the person over there at a glance.

"So you don't want to say hello? You are the chairman of the North American Federation of Celebrity Chefs." Francie said with a teasing smile.

"Of course, I am the president." August also smiled this time, then nodded and walked towards the glass window.

"There are so many people here this time." Francie said, "It feels like everyone familiar in the circle is here."

"It's hard to imagine that this is just a Chinese chef's personal cooking exhibition." August was a little puzzled, but also a little expectant.

"No, no, no, Mr. Yuan has surpassed the entire group of Chinese chefs. This is Mr. Yuan's personal cooking show. You have never tasted his cooking, so you don't understand." Francie shook his head and said seriously. said.

"It seems that I should be more alert the day after tomorrow." August said thoughtfully.

"It doesn't matter. You can appreciate the beauty of food without having to prepare it specially." France said.

"I really hope that this personal cooking show will be no less powerful than the World's Top 50 Restaurants Forum held every two years," August said.

"It's difficult to gather these people at the Top 50 Restaurant Forum meetings." Francie disagreed.

The last meeting of the World's Top 50 Restaurants Forum, which the two mentioned, was held in Barcelona, ​​and the people who could participate in this meeting were all contemporary world-famous chefs.

Such a chef is extraordinary both in terms of his cooking skills and influence.

For example, Chu Xiao participated in the meeting two years ago, and apparently many such people came to this personal cooking exhibition, and these people are quite high-status and are leaders in the culinary world. figure.

There are even a few culinary masters like August, such as Manfred, the president of the World Federation of Famous Chefs, and August's old rival, Mr. Sa**.

Of course, Fujiwara Iemoto, who they haven't seen, is also here, but he is on the plane now and has not arrived yet.

The two were talking and soon came to Manfred. Only then did August agree with Francie's words.

That is, these people may not be invited to the World's Top 50 Restaurants Forum meeting, because the people chatting with Manfred are some business tycoons, and these people are all well-known capitalists.

That is, the partners or businessmen invited by Wu Yungui.

"This Mr. Yuan is really amazing. I don't know how far his cooking skills can reach. It seems that the video has not reflected his true level of cooking skills." August said this in his heart, and he looked forward to it even more. Yuan Zhou’s personal cooking exhibition was launched.

With this thought in mind, August began to greet Manfred with a smile.

Because they knew each other, they started chatting again after saying hello.

After chatting here, Chu Xiao also went back to the room to tidy up and then came to the tea room. As the youngest outstanding Chinese chef, Chu Xiao was naturally welcomed by many people.

While exchanging cooking skills with these people, Chu Xiao looked at the people present and couldn't help but sigh: "Maybe Yuan Zhou can walk faster, higher, and further than me."

People in the tea room gathered because of Yuan Zhou, and Yuan Zhou, who was the protagonist of the day after tomorrow, was taking advantage of the last ten minutes before preparing the ingredients to make a phone call.

The call was made to Yin Ya. After sending the four people away, Yuan Zhou practiced his cooking skills for a while.

In fact, the two of them could meet after dinner time, because they put their daily wine time in the evening after dinner time.

But Yuanzhou couldn't help but make a call now.

He originally wanted to thank Yin Ya for all the thoughtful preparations she had made for him, but after hearing Yin Ya's soft and sweet voice, Yuan Zhou didn't say anything and just said gently: "Let's have breakfast together tomorrow. , my newly soaked salted duck eggs are ready to eat."

"Well, then I'll come over early tomorrow morning." Yin Ya responded with a sweet heart.

"Then I'll pick you up after running." Yuan Zhou said.

"Okay." Yin Ya responded again without rejecting Yuan Zhou's words.

"See you in the evening." Yuan Zhou said.

"Goodbye." Yin Ya responded, and then she put down the phone with a smile after Yuan Zhou hung up.

When drinking red wine, Yin Ya mentioned that she missed the taste of salted duck eggs when she was a child. Apparently Yuan Zhou remembered this and came up with this invitation.

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